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To Bleed.
I've felt the burn of betrayal,
That feelings no stranger to me.
It happened over and over,
And consequences of that you'll see.
(the shadows overwhelming me.)
My mind was destroyed bit, by bit,
Ripped apart by their scorn.
It continued until I lost myself,
And my heart was stabbed and torn.
(need release.)
On ,and on the nightmares still mocked me,
And I simply NEEDED to bleed.
The scars all reminding me of those,
Who planted insanity's seed.
(blissful peace.)
AT my funeral everyone cried,
Cried for the way their savior died.
They didn't see it was their actions that drove me,
Down the road of Suicide.
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